Treehouse Lyrics

There's a place behind your house

Lord it must be magic

Cuz it always seems to bring me back to you

All the times I was a young boy

With your finger in my hand

Everything you were to me is everything I am

Well mommy wasn't right

But I know she wasn't wrong

The hammer and the nails have kept me home

Yes I've fallen from your ways

But that's not who I am

This man you see before you was made from these two hands

Was made from these two hands

Didn't build this for me

Didn't build this for you

It's for all the memories we dare to keep

And the innocence come true

In my treehouse

My treehouse

It's for all the memories we dare to keep

My treehouse

Now momma don't you give up

Don't give up on me

If I don't turn out the man you thought I'd be

I can tell a thousand stories

I could write a million songs

But I can't find anything

Nothing else to bring me home

Now I wake up in the morning

And I live another life

It's hard to look back through tired eyes

Yes I go on day by day

With these old and dirty hand

But I still got that piece of me that makes me who I am

Oh that makes me who I am

In my treehouse

My treehouse

It's for all the memories we dare to keep

My treehouse

In my treehouse

My treehouse

It's for all the memories we dare to keep

And the innocence come true

In my treehouse

My treehouse

It's for all the memories we dare to keep

In my treehouse